Thursday, July 26, 2012

I've discovered that one of the funniest things about babies is their poop face. They toddle to a semi-private location and make an expression that fuses vulnerability with stress and concentration. Brows knit together. Cheeks flatten and the mouth pulls down at its corners. The baby poop face instigates a hard-to-restrain chortle from me every time. Rock on, poop face!

Friday, July 6, 2012

I tend to be very liberal about most social topics, but when it comes to the death penalty I don't mince words. I am a strong supporter of the death penalty when a crime is especially heinous. I've heard some recent interviews on the BBC regarding a new wave of Americans opposing the death penalty, and I truly can't wrap my head around it. We spend about $22,000.00 per year to house ONE prison inmate and it takes years to carry out the death sentence. I don't think they should be killing everyone who commits a murder, but certain depraved criminals are a drain on tax dollars and, frankly, a waste of air.
A couple of weeks ago, on 6/27/12, an Arizona inmate was put to death. Here is a description of his crime: "On October 29, 1986, Lopez broke into the apartment of 59-year-old Estafana Holmes. Lopez raped, beat, and stabbed Ms. Holmes. Her body was found nude from the waist down, with her pajama bottoms tied around her eyes. A lace scarf was crammed tightly into her mouth. She had been stabbed 23 times in the left breast and upper chest, three times in her lower abdomen, and her throat was cut. Lopez' body fluids matched seminal fluids found in Ms. Holmes' body." In my opinion, that person does not deserve to be alive. I can't understand why people advocate to abolish this form of punishment. I read about an artist who draws pictures of their last meals in order to protest. I wonder if that artist's opinion would change if they instead drew pictures of the crime scene. I don't mean to be so aggressive, but reading about that particular crime really set my blood to boiling.
I know there are some good rebuttals about why not to implement the death penalty. The most compelling of which are those folks who end up being proven innocent after years and even decades in prison. I think that our system is getting much more fine tuned due to DNA evidence and hope that the false conviction of innocent people is a thing of the past. Sadly, there's no way to be 100% certain. Jurors do their very best, but human error is unavoidable. What do you think of the death penalty? Feel free to disagree with me; I respect that everyone has a right to their own beliefs and will certainly respect yours. If you're interested in looking up further info on Arizona's executed inmates, here is the link.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Andy Griffith died today at age 86. Growing up, my great grandpa and I used to watch The Andy Griffith Show together with the rest of the family. It was one of the links between he and I and I feel a little pang of loss again today to learn that one of our living links has broken. I don't claim a religion; there may be something beyond death or there may be nothing. But if by some chance there is something, I hope Pappy, Andy Griffith and I can gather again out in the Great Beyond and rustle up some mischief.

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It slices! It dices! And it makes French fries three different ways! I'm a human and I do human things. I live in Phoenix, AZ with my grumpy old man Richard and our cat, Jari and our dogs, Dakota (a Shiba Inu), Menka, an adorable, neurotic, small mutt, and Rosie the best aggressively attention seeking lovebug around.
I started this blog because I enjoy writing. It shall be a tale of my wobbliness and chasing-parked-cars attempts at staying afloat and maybe surprising myself from time to time.
I was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis in 2006 and I'm living with it. That being said, you will become very comfortable talking about poop and other such indecencies. Consider it a growing experience.
I also have a LOT of family; I'm the oldest of five kids. One side of my family are brazen hill billies and the other side are city slickers. This has melded me into quite the little oddball, but I sure get by alright.